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Microphone Madness TT Classic Melodies Hour “The Melodic Symphony Orches- tra will deviate for a few moments from its accustomed classical routine and will play a special tonal sym- phonic arrangement of that popular air ‘Happy Days Are Here Again,’ ” ed Motors Family Hour ation time is here! Get out your Pioncer Eight and take the fam- ily out into the countryside. The United Motors Orchestra will speed your joy- ous party on its way with 2 pastoral version of that brand-new number, ‘Happy Days Are Here Again.” The Dunko Coffee Hour “Hello, Dan. Why the great big smile? Had a raise “No, Bill. I just drank a cup of Dunko coffee and now [ know that ‘Happy Days Are Here Again. Let her go, fellows!” Morie and His Gang “Hello, everybody. God bless you and keep you all, I have a brand- new surprise for you tonight. Little Gladys Patrick is going to sing for you, and folks [ wish you could see her. Talk to the folks, won't you, Gladys? ‘Hullo, folks.” There “you are. Isn't she sweet? Well, Gladys is going to sing our closing number. Before I go I want to wish you all godspeed and be sure you come to our tre this week. Now, Gladys, what you going to sing? ‘Happy Days Are’ Here Again.’ Isn't that nice? All right, Gladys, everybody is listen- ing, and remember ... Moxie is right here by your side.” —Rex Deane How No. 56842 made good his escape. 15 “See, darling, daddy can’t reach it.” The Modern Touch w you put a big streak across the center.” ay, won't that...” “Go ahead and do what I tell you. Next we this little spot and it out like this.” osh! I thought you said there was real art to this “Of course there is! See this little dab here? Well, you smear it over this way. Next you blur this part with smooth, sweeping strokes.” “By golly, it beats me. When we get through, who'll be able to see through it? You modern guys...” “Say, listen: What if they can’t sce through it? We don't get anything for cleaning off windshields at this gas station, so why not smudge ‘em up a little?” —Curt Jonson comicbooks.com